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) Rachael Ray 50:
Memories and Meals
from a Sweet and
Savory Life: A
Cookbook READ PDF
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Rachael Ray is a multi-Emmy Award-winning syndicated television star, an iconic Food Network
personality, bestselling cookbook author, founder and editorial director of her own lifestyle
magazine, Rachael Ray Every Day, and founder of the Yum-o! organization and The Rachael Ray
Foundation. She splits her time between New York City and the Adirondacks with her husband,
John, her family, and her beloved pit bull, Isaboo. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights
reserved. 1The Princess Who Lived in a FortOnce upon a time, by a lakeside in the woods, there
lived a beautiful little girl with dark wavy curls, rosy round cheeks, and a heart so big, a soul so
bright, that her energy was boundless morning, noon, and night. My favorite fairy tale is actually
the reality of my motherâ€s childhood. Iâ€ve spent my life in pursuit of it, because the pictures
in my head of how things once were are the most beautiful scenes imaginable to me.My mother,
Elsa Providenzia Scuderi, was born on July 18, 1934, the first of ten kids. She grew up in a house
on the edge of Lake Champlain in Ticonderoga, New York. The main feature of the house was a
tower of stone that helped to keep the house warm and cozy in the harsh, cold winter and cool
during the long, hot days of summer. The tower stood at the heart of this home, and was actually a
hand-stacked, artisan-crafted chimney that ran through the center of the house from bottom to top.
It was built by her dad, my grandpa Emmanuel, a master stonemason. The house is gone now, but
the stones of that tower still stand today. To look at it back then, I suppose to some people it was
just the too-small house of a blue-collar worker with too many kids. To my mother, it was a fortress
and she was a princess.Growing up by a lake is wonderful in and of itself. (Mom would raise me
on the same lake years later.) During their childhood summers, Elsa and her sisters would gather
the tall grasses that grew by the lake and make skirts, while the boys swam and chased each
other. The uncles would play tricks on the children, like diving deep and floating a hat on the water
to make the kids think theyâ€d drowned, then rising up like a lake monster to scare them!
Grandpa would play his concertina and all would sing and dance around big bonfires, Zia (Aunt)
Patrina waving her moppina (Italian American slang for a dishcloth) over her head, leading them
on.In the spring and winter, Daddy Emmanuel would wake his kids in the middle of the night and
take them outside to sit in the notches he carved for each of them in the old tree that had fallen
down long ago. He would tell them stories of sea turtles and of his life as a boy in Sicily. They
would listen and giggle and yawn and try to keep their eyes open, waiting and watching the dark
night skies for the northern lights. Then, when the light shows began, Emmanuel would sing to his